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Alt.fiction and tomcats.
Jun. 11th, 2010 12:29 pmWe're off to Derby alter today for Alt.Fiction. And, as ever, I don't know what to wear (not helped by the weather, which is unsettled and unsettling). The Professional Writer Dress is a good default, but might be a bit cool -- having never been to Alt.Fiction, I have no idea what to expect in terms of layout, temperature, floors (that makes a huge difference to shoes, let me tell you), availability of seating etc etc. Being professional self in public: does not like.
Who else is going? It would be good to know I'll know people!
And in other news, Mooncat once again has a boyfriend. This first happened when she was 2-3 and Ish was just out of kittenhood and into catlet mode, but not yet fully grown. Her first boyfriend was a lovely tabby and white boy of great softness and cuddliness who tried very hard to move it for some months, apparently convinced that Moon would eventually start calling. (She was spayed at 7 months, but she can flirt with the best).
And now she has a new gentleman caller, a small light tabby with big jowls and a rather short (but complete) tail. She loves him dearly, of course -- much rolling and ear licking, to the disgust of both boy cats. He's shyer than Boyfriend and doesn't come in all the time, but last night he followed me up and down the road and demanded much fuss, which let me have a good look at him. (I've been trying to do so for a week or so.) He seems well-fed and healthy -- good coat, not skinny, clear eyes and ears. He's had several spats -- lots of scratches on his upper forelegs, which I have reason to suspect were inflicted by Ish, who has also had indication of fights recently -- but nothing serious (he let me feel all over the leg and check for abscesses without complaint). So I don't think he's a stray -- he understands cat flaps, we discovered (he came into the utility room) and he's very happy to be stroked and even picked up. He's either visiting from the other side of the airfield -- would be in range for an entire tom, which he is, or he belongs in the street (I suspect I know which house, in that case). I'll keep an eye on him, in case he *is* mildly lost, but as we don't see him by day, I strongly suspect a home somewhere nearby which he sleeps in all day.
Who else is going? It would be good to know I'll know people!
And in other news, Mooncat once again has a boyfriend. This first happened when she was 2-3 and Ish was just out of kittenhood and into catlet mode, but not yet fully grown. Her first boyfriend was a lovely tabby and white boy of great softness and cuddliness who tried very hard to move it for some months, apparently convinced that Moon would eventually start calling. (She was spayed at 7 months, but she can flirt with the best).
And now she has a new gentleman caller, a small light tabby with big jowls and a rather short (but complete) tail. She loves him dearly, of course -- much rolling and ear licking, to the disgust of both boy cats. He's shyer than Boyfriend and doesn't come in all the time, but last night he followed me up and down the road and demanded much fuss, which let me have a good look at him. (I've been trying to do so for a week or so.) He seems well-fed and healthy -- good coat, not skinny, clear eyes and ears. He's had several spats -- lots of scratches on his upper forelegs, which I have reason to suspect were inflicted by Ish, who has also had indication of fights recently -- but nothing serious (he let me feel all over the leg and check for abscesses without complaint). So I don't think he's a stray -- he understands cat flaps, we discovered (he came into the utility room) and he's very happy to be stroked and even picked up. He's either visiting from the other side of the airfield -- would be in range for an entire tom, which he is, or he belongs in the street (I suspect I know which house, in that case). I'll keep an eye on him, in case he *is* mildly lost, but as we don't see him by day, I strongly suspect a home somewhere nearby which he sleeps in all day.